Chapter 16:

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My eyes opened again when I felt him jerk away from me. I heard a loud crash. I tried to find the source of the sound. My vision was blurry, but I could see the shape of the guy who was just on me on the floor rubbing his jaw. A flash of black moved through the room, looking like a big blurry shadow and the guy's head snapped back. A trickle of blood dripped down his chin where one of his piercings used to be. The force he was hit with must have knocked it back into his mouth. I laid on the table, watching the red line slowly drop down onto his shirt.  His head snapped back again and he groaned.

"What's going on?" I asked in a slow, low voice.

The big black shadow moved close to me too fast; it caused my head to swirl. Strong but gentle hands pulled me up to a seated position and then wrapped themselves behind my head to hold me up. The cool callused fingertips stroked my head gently which felt nice against my burning skin. I could feel thumbs brush over my cheeks to wipe my loose strands of hair from my face.

"Guard the door." The deep honey-filled voice commanded to someone.

"Ezra?" I asked, not able to make out the exact shape of his face, but I knew it was him.

"Yeah, it's me.  Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"  He said softly.

"The bitch wanted it." The pink-haired boy spat.

Ezra began to pull away from me and I grabbed his shirt, trying to stop him from leaving me.  He paused when he felt the light pressure of my hands tangled in his shirt.

"Get him out of here before I fucking kill him." I heard Ezra's deep voice boom as he pulled my head to his abdomen.

Who was in the room? I couldn't see who it was. The blurred shape grabbed Pinky and started to drag him out of the room.  The shape stood in the doorway, blocking it so no one else could come in.

Ezra was still holding my head in his hands. I heard some more muffled sounds and everything started to go black again. I felt a little sting on my cheek, which brought me back into my body. Ezra was tapping my cheek with his hand.

"Riley, stay with me. Don't go to sleep. How much did she drink?" Ezra turned around to ask the hazy shape.

"I don't know. I wasn't with her. I didn't even know she was here yet. I thought she might have gone home." I heard Aiden's panicked voice from the doorway.

"This isn't my house. Aiden, you're silly. I'm right here."  I said, looking around. 

"JD's going to be pissed. She is wrecked." Aiden said.

"Jchay Dee is not the boss of me." I slurred. The words tumbled out in a slow way, making the voice not sound like my own. "You are not my b-boss too...too... tutu. You aren't wearing a tutu. Ha." I leaned back and poked my finger in Ezra's chest and almost fell off the table, laughing.

He pulled me back up and bent down to look into my eyes. His eyes had turned a stormy gray with no trace of the light devious blue he had earlier tonight when he was on stage. I couldn't look away from them as they bore into every cell of my body. He had my attention.

"When you make bad decisions, you don't get to call the shots anymore." Ezra whispered darkly into me.

"I'll go find JD." Aiden said. His voice sounded too high under the stress.

"Don't." Ezra turned to him and put his hand up to stop him. His hard tone stopping Aiden's blurred shape in his tracks. "I will take care of this. We're not going to tell JD."

"What's going on in there?" A girl's voice cut through. 

"Nothing.  Go find Mark. He was asking where you went. He wanted to show you something." Ezra called back to her. "Aiden, I thought I told you to block the door.  Don't let anyone else in."

"Sorry." Aiden apologized.

The room began to go dark again as I tried to follow the conversation between the two boys. I couldn't keep myself holding on much longer. I just needed to sleep for a little bit, just a short nap. I began to close my eyes again.

"Riley, you will listen to me. Do not go to sleep." Ezra commanded. He ran his hand over the back of my head.

"You smell really good." I said into his stomach.  I placed my hands on his stomach and tried to lift up his shirt.  I looked up at his eyes and he looked down at me. I put my mouth on him and nipped at his skin just below his belly button.  He tasted as good as he smelled. His eyes went wide as he pushed my head back and pulled his shirt back down.

"Unnhhh..." I whined. "I just want to play a little. Do you want to play with me like you..."

"I'm going to take her upstairs." Ezra said as he covered my mouth quickly.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? She's really... free tonight."  Aiden was trying to pick his choice of words.

I pushed Ezra's hands away from my mouth.

"It would be prostitution if I charged." I screamed at Aiden.  "Wait, I could afford a new car... do you have any money?" I looked up at Ezra. 

"Yeah, time to call it a night." Ezra said quickly, covering my mouth again.

"You can put her in my room." Aiden volunteered.

"You've got that brunette up there waiting for you." Ezra reminded him. "Don't worry. She can sleep in my room. I'll take the floor and keep an eye on her. We can't have her choking herself when she pukes."

"I can stay with Riley so you can go back to the party."

"I'm not really in the mood for this tonight. Besides, JD will know something is up if there is another girl in your room and you're not in it. He'll go looking for her first thing when he finds out she's missing. He won't think to look in my room for her." 

"I'm too drunk for any of that to make any sense." Aiden said.

"That's exactly why I am going to take care of this. I'm not drunk. You are. You might pass out and she will get up and roam the halls.  I don't want to have to chase her again tonight. I will make sure she lays down and goes to sleep."

"It's bedtime?" I asked under Ezra's hand.

"Yes, it's time to go to bed. Are you ready?" Ezra asked.

I looked down at myself wondering why I was wearing a bra if I was going to bed.  I reached back and began to unclasp it to take it off. I had the back undone and was about to remove it when Ezra moved his hands quickly to refasten it.

"I have to get her upstairs before she tries to take all her clothes off in the kitchen. I promise I will keep her safe tonight."  Ezra said back to Aiden.  "I'm going to have to carry her up. Stand in front of us until I get to the stairs."

Ezra slid one arm behind my back and hooked the other one under my legs. His arms were strong and commanding. I was really out of it, but I liked the way they felt against me. He pulled me close to his body to support my weight. I felt like a little doll in his arms. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and turned towards his chest to bury my head into him. A sigh of relief went through my intoxicated body. I wanted to be near him.

He carried me effortlessly out of the kitchen and was careful not to bump my head or legs as he started to climb the narrow staircase. I removed my head from his chest and looked at the tense hard line of his jaw. His blurry face looked stressed and torn at the same time. Was he really worried about me?

When we got upstairs, he skillfully turned the door and pushed it open. He was so smooth; it was like he grew an extra set of hands to help him out. He crossed the room and pulled back the blanket on his bed before laying me down.

I caught him off guard by shifting my weight in his arms when he got close to placing me down. He stumbled a bit and I dropped the last few inches on the bed with a little bounce. He caught himself before his body pressed against mine. Ezra was leaning over top of me, holding himself up by his hands to make sure he didn't touch me. His face was inches from mine and I bit my lip. I could see him close his eyes and take a deep breath.

With his eyes closed, I raised myself closer towards him before he could stop me. I brought my mouth just under his ear with my warm breath on him. I felt his body shudder and he took a deep strained breath.

"Ezra." I moaned his name. We were not even touching and the sensation of him so close overwhelmed me. He opened his eyes and turned his face towards mine. His eyes went down to my breasts that were still spilling out the top of my bra. His eyes moved lower down my bare stomach and stopped at the space between my thighs where my pants should have been. My body responded to him even without him touching me. I wanted more.

I closed my eyes, and everything fell away to blackness.

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